Flake Songtext
von tree drama

I have seen you in a dream
I think we should go out one Friday night, and
Let me make it up to you
For being a fucking mess that Friday night, and
What goes up must come back down, and
I′m a happy clown, a silhouetted frown but
You look pretty on the screen
I think you know what I mean when I say I'm lost in the sea

She says
"Go home."
You go home
"Go home."
You go home


We can′t meet our obligations
They're a fucking joke and through the signal's smoke
I thought I saw you watching me through a
Through a reflective lens, and it don′t make no sense
When you start out as friends, take it round the bend
And then a flower grows in a one sided hold
Then the cracks beneath me tell me
The ground between us froze, but I still call your phone
And I wait for a day where you might not flake
Then lay across the coals and raking up my bones
She says

"Go home."
You go home
"You go home!"
You go home